It didn't take much effort for Ho Bangwei to find the location in the text message.

Factory No. 445 Rue-damremont-445 was marked far away, and when he saw the sign, he stopped in the distance and walked over.

Along the way, he observed that the surveillance cameras in the area were barely lit, or the wiring was missing, or it was simply destroyed.

From afar, He Bangwei saw a bright reflection at the factory gate, and he had a spectrum in his heart, probably someone was observing the movement.

After walking for a while, seeing that the reflected light disappeared, He Bangwei stopped slightly.

At this moment, the sunset is just right, and the afterglow shines on this section of the road, and there are few people.

A few minutes later, when He Bangwei pushed the factory gate "squeak, squeak" away some space, the consciousness slowly swirled, and the anger in his heart was still there, but it was cold and cold.

Half ice, half fire, the two are fierce, building a cold killing machine.

Unhurriedly walked towards the depths of the factory, and in the darkness in front of him, a light that was not dazzling was on, reflecting several slender figures standing in the background.

He Bangwei narrowed his eyes and quickened his pace.

Wood gestured, and the two men standing behind Joss immediately understood, and turned their guns on the girl.

After taking the last puff of his cigarette, he put the cigarette back and got up to look at the figure that gradually came out of the darkness to the light.

"He Bangwei, or Cai Le, hello. I read you right. He came up and said, "I didn't misread you." ”

When He Bangwei saw this person who spoke, he sighed in his heart. He knew that this was the drug dealer Pason Wood who had met in Luzhou, and who had been temporarily contacted by an informant at the invitation of the police.

It's just that. The two had only met once at the beginning, and there was no contact since then, and they never heard any news leaked.

At this moment, thousands of miles away, goodbye in Paris, one heart is boiling with murderous intent, and one is kidnapping people lawless.

There was no answer. Turning his head to the side slightly, He Bangwei saw Qiao Si sitting on the ground with teary eyes.

The girl's hair was messy, and strands were wet and tangled. The left side of the face is red and swollen, and a clear palm print appears on the face.

"It's you." Ho Bang Wei looked at Wood, his gaze deep and unfathomable.

Wood burst out laughing. He took two steps back and stepped behind the girl.

He clapped his hands. The applause echoed in the depths of the factory, and it was heard far away.

"He Bangwei, I like your sharp appearance. No matter how you look at it, you don't look like a sliver person, tsk. Wood has always believed in his feelings, but he is a little puzzled by He Bangwei, who has this temperament.

He looked directly into He Bangwei's eyes, gently pulled Qiao Si's long hair with one hand, and said with a smile: "It's just, I don't understand, who are you showing this sharp appearance at the moment?" ”

Come in from Ho Bangwei. Joss bit his lip and didn't speak, just stared at the sheep and sheep.

She's watching his every step of the way. Every expression that emerged, every wisp of complicated eyes, the tears that the girl wanted to stop dripping uncontrollably again.

Seeing Jun Shuang's tears, he hated the end of the road.

Suddenly, Wood tugged at Joss's long hair, and the girl struggled in pain.

He Bangwei suddenly stepped forward, and the three people standing in front pointed their guns at him and waited for him.

Wood laughed, "It seems that you really did something for the strip." From the beginning when he said it, He Bangwei did not deny it.

Tugging at the girl's long hair and letting her struggle under his hands, Wood looked at He Bangwei's expression, but found that he didn't fluctuate much.

Leaving Joss down in boredom, Wood pulled a short dagger from his bosom and still walked in front of Ho Bangwei.

"Want to save someone? Stab me in the leg first, let me think about it. As he spoke, he took a pistol from his waist and put it against the back of the girl's head.

The consciousness body slowly swirled, and all the details in front of him appeared in front of him.

The muzzles of the three people in front of him were all aimed at him, and there were two people standing behind Joss, and the muzzles were pointed at the girl, and Wood was standing behind her, I don't know if intentionally or unintentionally, using Joss to block his body.

There is an electric light hanging in this corner, and the shadows of people and objects sway with the slight swaying.

Beneath the electric light was a rotten table, with two chairs beside it, rusty and phosphorus, which had not been used for some time, and at the back was a dilapidated scaffolding that looked solid.

With a "snap", the crisp sound of the pistol loading echoed in this corner.

Wood was a little impatient, and what he wanted to see was fear, destruction, reluctance and obedience.

Holding the handle of the gun and slamming it at the girl's head, he shouted, "Hurry up, Cai Le." He was called the pseudonym he used at the beginning.

He Bangwei slowly squatted down, picked up the dagger with his right hand, and watched as the bright red blood came out of the top of Qiao Si's head, dyed with the black hair, which was extremely dazzling.

"Behold? Behold? Behold? Wood muttered to himself, staring back at a black man, "Where shall we see him stabbing him?" ”

The two men behind him swallowed in unison, and the black man who was staring at him hesitated: "Thighs, bleed fast." ”

Wood smiled, "Good idea." Immediately, he turned his head to He Bangwei and said, "Stab the calf, hurry up." ”

The black man cursed in his heart, and the muzzle of the gun moved down slightly.

He Bangwei held a dagger in his hand, squatted slowly, and stabbed a knife into his calf.

Wood looked at the blood coming out, and seemed to hear a wonderful beeping sound, but when he looked at He Bangwei's expression, he suddenly lost his sense of accomplishment.

The injury and bleeding on his leg did not seem to affect him, and his expression did not change in the slightest.

Wood continued to smile: "How many of us have here?" He pointed his fingers, and the whole person turned around and pointed at the people present one by one, "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight." ”

"There are eight people here, one person and one knife." He said in a relaxed tone.

Seeing that the blood on the calf of the man in front of him had stained the trouser tube underneath red, the two people holding the gun behind him lowered the muzzle of the gun slightly.

He Bangwei didn't speak, and his expression still didn't fluctuate.

He slowly crouched down and stabbed him in the calf, blood splattering.

Another knife, bleeding profusely.

Qiao Si's tears were swept away, and seeing that her boyfriend's two trousers had been dyed red, she was sad in her heart, and finally shouted: "Don't stab again!" What the hell are you going to do! She looked back at Wood behind her, the anger and despair in her eyes almost condensed.

Wood was admiring Ho Bangwei's movements, and replied softly, "Just look." It's fun, isn't it? ”

He Bangwei squatted down, as if the pain had affected his movements, and the movement of his arms was very slow.

The positions and movements of the six people came to mind, and they were different from the beginning.

As if affected by injury, He Bangwei's right hand shook, and the dagger fell to the ground.

Wood became more and more interested, took a step from behind the girl, and commanded with interest, "Keep stabbing, you are about to impress me." ”

He Bangwei lowered his head and gasped, and his right hand brushed his waist.

Now is the time! (To be continued.) )

PS: I will report to you my itinerary, my good friend's wedding in the past two days, I drank too much yesterday, and I will go back to my hometown tomorrow to sweep the grave, and then I will return to fatten, and then go to Nanjing to talk about business.

Well...... Try to update as much as possible.